James
I hear Annette’s words over the phone, then Michael’s, but they are just a distant echo. I will deal with this later. Brandon is bleeding under me, the red liquid running down his brown fur, then trickling to the floor.
When I look down at my black paws, I see myself in the middle of the red pool. Brandon lets out a pained sound.
I should finish him. He is my half-brother but I won’t let what he did pass.
You will kill him. Stop it, James. Don’t do this.
The voice of my beta Reid echoes right in my mind. He never calls me by my name directly. I pause, reality catching up with me. Then I glance around the room. Blood is spilt everywhere, the air is heavy with it.
I can’t kill Brandon. Father and Grandpa will never forgive this. Grandfather is already away, trying to settle
